I Stand Corrected. (Again)

 They still have not found Michael Burham, who is the prime suspect in the murder of a Jamestown woman. His family is from the area, and so he has ties here, but the police have been notably closed mouthed about giving out any information at all, and that silence has allowed social media to go nuts. 

Now I consider myself a sensible sort and since his truck was discovered in a short walk from our house, to be honest, I figured that he'd simply taken a kayak, throw in and floated down river. All along the river, there are plenty of camps that he could break into and hole up for the night, get up the next morning and throw back in and travel on a little more. It is early enough in the spring that kayaking hasn't really gotten in to full swing and camps you don't see camps being opened back up for the summer until Memorial day. 

He's been running since May 13th. I mean, he'd be crazy to hang around here, don't you think? 

Once again, I stand corrected. 

Turns out that he was living in the woods not far from here. On the 20th, he kidnapped an elderly couple at gunpoint, and he drove their car, with them in it, to Charleston, SC. He pulled off into a cemetery, walked them out of their car and then left them there. They were both unharmed, but I am sure that it was a terrifying experience. 

Once again, I am wrong. 

I hope they catch the guy soon. 

Today, I was able to get some house cleaning done. I always savor a catch up day, so that felt good. 

I wanted to run over and spray the grout once again at the rental. I'll go over and scrub it tomorrow once the fumes have died down. On the way, there was a man standing at a cross walk. Oncoming traffic had already stopped to allow him to cross and 3 cars waited. Of course, I stopped as well. 

Much to my surprise, the man in the crosswalk threw up his arms in a disgusted way, and complaining loudly, he stomped across the street, waving his arms and gesticulating wildly. It was such an unexpected response that I burst out laughing. He looked at me sharply and I called "You're welcome!" He swore and continued on. 

How very strange! '

Today, I waited, just to see. Tim went to brush hog where the excavating will be done starting on Wednesday. The excavator wants him on site, so that will tie him up for the rest of the week. He's quite keyed up about all of this. When he returned home, he was complaining. 

I said, "Happy anniversary!" He looked startled, but gave me a kiss. "Did you forget our anniversary too?" I teased. 

He says he didn't. I kind of think that he did.